(Yo, turn that shit up a lil' more, you heard?)
Like, grrah
Like
EBK, I-
I keep my-

And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got berettas (berettas)
And my bitch got the Nine in her sweater (in her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (baow, baow, baow)

Like, and I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (on repeat)
Remember days I was down on my feet
Now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (on the real)
And my kindness, don't take it for weak' (don't do that shit)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin' for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my shit on a beat (don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mines and I'm spinnin' for weeks (you ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (you ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (to be wastin' with me)
Let the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me

And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got berettas (berettas)
And my bitch got the Nine in her sweater (in her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got berettas (berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (in her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (baow, baow, baow, like)

Ridin' sturdy, still screamin', "Free Flock"
He innocent, just police be on yak (gang, gang)
Fuck it, I still move around with my Glock
Tryna catch an opp and put him in a box
One up top, no click-clack
Pussy, what you know 'bout get back?
See a opp, no chit chat
I done had enough of this cap
I catch somethin' slippin', I'ma score
Face shot, leave spaghetti on the floor
Last nigga, he got nevermind
Couple more shots, would've been a dime
Know I'll be the greatest in some time
Niggas like me just be hard to find
Fuck around, that shit get gooey, slime
Brand new pack, I roll my dough
Forty cal', that blow a nigga mind
Twenty-one with a heart of a lion
Know they see me on top, they be sighin'
I can't find peace, it's too much of us dyin'
Why I never stray from my gat
Still ain't make it out, that shit be cap
Rich and famous, niggas want me dead
I am not, lil' dummy, he a pack

And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got berettas (berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (in her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (baow, baow, baow)
Like
And I'm fed up
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (let up)
And the .30 on me for the setup (setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got berettas (berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (in her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me? 'Cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (baow, baow, baow, like)

Grrah (grrah, grrah)
Ayy, yo, free the fuckin' guys 'til I see the guys, nigga
Disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, nigga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flockin' for JayRip, nigga
Ballin' for JB, nigga
Big DOA, nigga
Mr. Wipe-A-Nigga-Nose-If-It's-Runny, nigga